A/N So this is my first fanfic and it is about Foxface from the Hunger Games because I just think she got a little less attention than I would have liked. I personally thought that she was a cool character and decided that I would write a story about what might have been going on in her head while Katniss was doing her thing. I would really like to know if any of you can tell me any of the names of any Hunger Games victors from the 69th to the 73rd. Sorry, I borrowed the books from the library and have not read Mockingjay yet because the library is really slow. If anything is inaccurate, feel free to correct me, but remember, this is a fanfic, not the actual book, so Foxface might be a little OOC, though I tried to stick a close as possible to the little I know about her. This is the prologue, so it is very short, but don't worry, I have a lot of it already written out. Seriously, I don't know how she is thinking all of this stuff when she is supposed to be dead after the Games, but you know... anyways, I hope you like it! Please review! All reviews are helpful.

Also I do not own the Hunger Games.

-PROLOGUE-

When you think of me, you probably think of the Games. You probably call me 'Foxface' like everyone else. In honesty, you were probably siding with Katniss and Peeta, or whoever you liked best. I really don't care. But you need to know, I have a story just like them. Maybe I didn't volunteer for my little sister. Maybe I didn't have allies, or friends in the arena. Maybe I wasn't so great with weapons or plants. Maybe I didn't even make it past my Games...but I still have a story, and this is it.

Just so you know, my name is Korena Starline.

I witnessed deaths in the Games, and I have seen the victors. After all, who can escape them...they're the Hunger Games.

This is about me...before I was District Five's female tribute in the 74th Hunger Games...and during that time...beware, I know you don't expect this, but I had a hard life before my Games...

A/N so this is super short, just to get you sort of acquainted with her. Please review! Next chapter will be up...sometime.

-Rogue Elf Princess

CHAPTER ONE-The 69th Hunger Games

A/N so I really have no idea how old Foxface is supposed to be in the 74th Games, so I am making her seventeen.

The 69th Hunger Games reaping...

"Korena!"

I wake up to my mom calling me down for breakfast. Why? She usually lets me sleep in, so something special must be happening today.

My birthday was yesterday and I turned twelve, just old enough for...

"The reaping." I think. That is what my mom is waking me up early for.

I am scared. My older brother went into the Games last year and did not come back. I guess I am still a little young to understand the whole Games thing, but I know that I am fr to small and weak to do anything against the careers if I am reaped this year.

So right then and there I purpose in m heart that some day, later in my life, I will go in and I will dominate the Hunger Games. Whether by volunteer or by being reaped.

District Five is not for careers, so I will have to win by brains, because we do not have a lot of weapons and stuff to train with here...

Hopefully I will not be reaped this year, because I feel certain that no one will bother to volunteer for me; I am not that popular in school or anything, and I have only one friend, Jaysa Camor. She is thirteen and has had to face the reaping before, but she is still terrified she will be chosen. I pity her, but then, she lives alone...everyone in her family died of plague last year, so she has no tesserae and her name is only in twice.

Well, there is a guy in my class, and he is pretty nice, but he would never talk to me. He has his name in quite a few times and I know that his family is pretty large and not very well-to-do.

So with that thought, I call down to my mom, "Coming!" and hurry to get dressed.

I'm not a girly-girl type of person, so I just put on a knee-length black skirt and short-sleeve green blouse before slipping on my new pair of sandals that I got for my birthday.

When I come downstairs, my mom glances at me and says, "Very nice, Korena, very nice." she smiles with approval and I sit down to my breakfast of toast and jam.

After I finish, have to rush to get to the square where the reaping will be held. I manage to fit into the twelve-year-old section, which, this year, is very full with children just entering the reaping.

Out onto the stage comes a woman with shiny black hair and bluish-green eyes. She is tall and wears so much jewelery, I wonder how she can even move her head. Her ears have at least eight piercings each and every one of them has a giant loop earring in it.

"Hi, District Five! Let's see who will be our lucky girl this year!" she plunges her hand into the girls' ball and I'm thinking, "Please, Please don't pick my name." She unfolds the paper and says, "Jaysa Camor!"

"Oh no!" I think, as I watch my friend go up to the stage, shaking like a leaf. Her dark hair is so unruly that you can barely see her face through it, but I manage to make out how large her eyes have gotten.

I want to volunteer, but my mouth is frozen shut, and Jaysa shoots me a glare that says, "No, I can handle this better than you could right now."

I feel tears sting my eyes and the jeweled lady says, "And now for our lucky guy!"

It is no one I know. Some guy named Brett Newton. But I really do not care anymore. Jaysa will die and I will never see her again. Then It won't even matter to me who wins the Games because I could not care less about anyone else in them.

PARAGRAPH

I go to the Justice Building as soon as possible to say my farewells to Jaysa. I am her only visitor and she is sobbing so badly that she can barely speak. I want to comfort her, but there is nothing I can do. I missed my chance to volunteer about half an hour ago.

"I'm sorry, Jaysa." is all I say.

I stay with her for a while longer, until a Peacekeeper comes in and tells me it is time for me to go.

I'm crying and my mom is trying to comfort me, but I will not be comforted. My only friend is about to fall victim to the Hunger Games and I can't do anything about it...

Yes, I will be in the Hunger Games sometimes...when I am older. And I will win for Jaysa.

PARAGRAPH

Jaysa dies in the bloodbath. I can't say I expected her to make it any farther, because I just know she was not that strong.

A/N so what do you think? Please review and tell me. Good or bad, loved it or hated it, stop or keep going. Just be honest. Also, if any of you know who won any of the Games between 69 and 74, please tell me so I can add that. Thanks!

-Rogue Elf Princess